On down the line
Shelby
08-03-2020, 05:42 PM
What exactly it was that drew the slate man's paws this way Torin didn't know, he wandered the desert until he found himself on the path of the oasis, might as well take a break from the sea of sand and the heat. So it was he settled himself at the edge of the water, relishing in the shade of the few palms. His forepaws dangled in the water and the man sighed, closing his eyes for a moment and allowing himself to simply exist. It had been a long time since he'd allowed himself a moment of peace. Even if it was still tinged with the ever-constant ache of grief. He wasn't certain how he felt about that to be honest. |
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